Thirty Six

CELINE HERRERA POV

"How long are you going to keep me here?" I asked and stared at David, who only glanced up from his phone and smiled.

"At least until you see this place as your new home" he answered after a bit and then focused on his phone once more. "Is there still something not to your liking? Is that why you keep asking that question?" he asked, and I glared at him as I rubbed at my neck.

His gaze followed the movement and the smile left his lips.

"Those bruises look good on your neck, Celine," he said, his voice so eerie the hair at the back of my neck stood on edge. He smirked as if he knew just how his being creepy affected me.

"I think it suits you. You have such a beautiful pale throat and I can see why Xavier squeezed it too hard. You should forgive him as it wasn't deliberate. He has nightmares sometimes and can't help himself from choking out anyone within close range," David explained, and I just gazed at him, hoping he saw just what his words sounded like in my ea